Hope You’ve Been Well

Zhuang Fan has made a dream. When I woke up in the morning, I was reluctant. I took out the mobile phone to see the photo sent last night, and I couldn't get up.

It is a pity that time is too early, everyone is still sleeping, even if there is no audience. Zhuang Fan He had to make a good job, got up and went to the studio, and wrote the language of the language on the bus.

The studio is in a lined small building, exclusive two floors, Zhuang Fan is getting early, sitting on the sofa on the window, squatting on the window sill. Look outside the scene. The street hovering the water horse dragon, the sidewalk was blocked by the big tree, and the taxi stopped at the side of the taxi.

A child, red shirt, spray coil, and finally see it is actually Gu Baoyan. Zhuang Fan Xinyu, a few steps behind the child, and follow the pilgrim of the piano and kettle.

Zhuang Fan is running out of the room, and a brain rushed down the stairs, and stopped at the corner of the stairs. Gu Yan is on the building, and hesites his eyes and he also pause.

Probably, I think of a pink, Zhuang Fan, a little shy: "Bear."

Gu Yan is also a little dizzy, picking up the corner and opposite the hunteen, saying: "As early as you are here, how are you here?"

Zhuang Fan's answer: "The studio is on the second floor." He looked at the piano box and child kettle in his hand, I remembered that there was a music studio on the third floor. "Send your sister to learn the piano?"

Calling the words "Well", it was originally Xue Mao, but the old man approved the old colleagues today, he had to top. Just say that I was squeezed by Gu Bao Yan, the dead girl pulled the hand of Zhuang Fan, sweehed: "Xiaozhuang brother, you can paint so good, just learn here?"

Zhuang Fan said: "Yeah, will you also pull the violin?"

Gu Bao Yan was embarrassed: "I just learned, I didn't have good." The child is so sweet, she is in the stadium, "My brother, I want to see what the studio is, ok?"

Only five minutes left, see what to see, Gu Yan this agent should stop, but there is no sound, because he also wants to look.

Zhuang Fan's heartband brothers and sisters are visited. Several rooms in the studio have no strict division of labor, minimally doing a lounge, other rooms are similar.

Gu Baosi is excited to visit Disney, those paintings and sculptures, those full of pigments, see what they are fresh. The image of Zhuang Fan in her eyes is not only handsome, more up to two meters, and it is 0.16 meters higher than that.

After the first room, Zhuang Fan introduced that he was known to give him awareness, saying: "This is my good friend, I know, it is better than us."

Gu Yisheng and rude appearance: "Hello, I am his neighbor, Gu Yan."

I know very gentle: "Hello, listen to you."

Take care of the brainstorm, like him in front of Lu Wen, etc., the Villa will not say some heart in front of your friends? For example, I like what to do in the handsome neighbors, and the sweet two or three things that turn the students.

He smiled unintentionally: "What? I didn't speak bad words?"

I know: "Try to show you the ball shoes -"

Didn't wait, Zhuang Fan Xin ass, the top of the house, for seven days, how to have a good face for six days. He shouted the topic: "Is the little girl in class?"

Gu Yan forgot is working, watch the watch, the violin class has begun eight minutes, he squatting Shang Baoyu, to the music studio of the third floor.

All other children are all in place, Gu Baoyu ran in the violin, but he wanted to learn art. Cultivation of the seating area, surrounded by a parents, young parents, aged grandparents, as a young boy.

I have been invited by the teacher to go to the family, but Xue Maozhen felt that Gu Bao said that he had just contacted the violin, which is so awesome, it is better to be more interesting with other children.

Gu Yan, listening to the parents, taking pictures, video, records the time of the heart of the heart, playing mobile phone, sprinkling, unscrewing children's kettle to drink children.

After a while, the violin stands in the shoulder neck and started to pull it.

Like saw wood, I don't know this is a decoration team.

I am sitting lazy to sit on the sofa, the brow is tight, the thin lips are closed, and I can't help but take a mobile phone circle. He essentially doesn't love to share life. In order to give Xue Mao, he has never sent it to Yucheng.

At this moment he joke: the ear is really painful.

Downstairs painting room, Zhuang Fan's heart took a mobile phone to smile, and imagine the encounter at this time. It's just happy, and the back is poked with his fingers. When he turned his face, he smiled and confiscated: "Do you have?"

I know: "What time?"

Zhuang Fan is scratching, today is about the model, he is responsible for contact, but the other party is late for a quarter. The other party is a class of Tongyu, and they go up with the qualifications, and they are very reliable.

"I asked." Zhuang Fan is turned to the other party's call and dialed out.

After three acoustic, Tong Yusheng: "Where is it?"

Zhuang Fan said: "Do you forget to do a model?"

Tong Yu said: "I met you in the corrid Friday. Isn't I tell you?"

Zhuang Fan He held the English roll at the time, met Tong Yu in the second class, Tong Yu told him that the sport class was sprained, and I couldn't come to model today. That day, I only got a homework and didn't listen carefully. At this moment, I seem to have something.

"... Then you have a good harder, please worship." Zhuangxin regretfully hanged the phone. When he turned with others, he had a laughter.

I went to find someone who had a free and happy to help, poke with the mobile phone screen, accidentally, I accidentally opened a circle, and I saw the complaints of the guilty.

He is a spirit: "I found someone!"

Zhuang Fan is running out of the room, rushing up on the third floor, seeing the leader of the classroom, calmly sitting in the two lang legs, looking very conspicuous.

The ears tend to be numb, and Gu Xiaoyu is looking at Gu Bao Yan's stupidity. Suddenly one person suddenly, squatting on his legs, and also support his knees. Seeing is Zhuang Fan, he is surprised: "How did you come?"

Zhuang Fan is a bit breathed: "Looking for you to help ..."

Careless words, because of the consequences, don't want to help. At a few hours in front of strangers, I was observed, examined, then painted, painted, painless, I still didn't know, it is better to listen to his sister.

Euthanasia and jumping, affirmed euthanasia.

"Help". "Zhuang Fan's heart," I invite you to eat at noon. "

Care is not moving: "I invite you to eat, you don't ask me."

Zhuang Fan's heart knees: "That other, what conditions do you have?" So only owed one person, otherwise it is good for personal, "I agree," I can have. "

The guilty is smashed, this is the second time after the supermarket, the second time I went to him, and I was also spoiled. He confirmed: "What conditions do?"

"...!" Zhuang Fan He promised, but he added a sentence, "Don't be too hard to me."

Gu Yu said: "Okay, I think about it again."

He promised, with the villain heart to go to the studio, walk to the window under the eyes of everyone, being arranged on the small sofa sitting in front of the window. His head sells his body and ask: "Is it in the possession?"

Zhuang Fan said: "No, relax and sit down." He is considerately sorted by the cushion, "I will try to keep the face without expression, thank you."

Gu Yan is the best at the face, and the small sand is on the side, he is sitting on the top, but it is a bit not used to the number, so the migraine looks at the scenery outside.

Everyone finds a good location, Zhuang Fan Xin reminded: "Gu, tweech it back."

Gu Yu Ren is placing, smashing his face, staring at the ripple of the wooden floor, Xu Wei is too low, and Zhuang Fan is asking: "Don't fall asleep."

Gu Yi said a little slightly, and he didn't hit the horse and said that he didn't listen to the face of Caboe. It is really difficult to sit, Joss is half an hour, he draws a magazine from the next small table, "Apparel and Beauty", tube, even give him a Buddha's scribble, he can read more than Xuanzang .

Zhuang Fan is intimate painting, looking at the magazine page colorful and beautiful, and then look at the expression of the god, can't help but laugh while

The last makeup reads, and Gu Yan also watched it from the first one, and still did not see any difference between each. He is in the same hour, and it is time to come, Zhuang Fan said: "Take a break."

Guaishi, active activities, pop-up window, hitting the car flow and pedestrians outside. Zhuang Fan's heart, standing on the side, the sun gradually became strong, he gently pulled up the curtains.

"Is it difficult?"

"OK, it is bored." Gu said, "Give me something to see?"

Zhuang Fan's heart goes to the book, but he didn't bring any books, only two sets of job rolls, thinking that the undeleased question was taken. Who knows that it is a good intention to tell, thinking about the title is consumed.

After a break, the guys sit in the model, holding the physical ribbies and chemicals of Zhuangxin in his hand. He hasn't done it yet, so he slowly looks slowly from the first road. From the small table, pick a pencil from the small table, and make the topic of Zhuang Fan.

When I saw a blank spindle question, I wrote a few key forms, and the two test programs were finished. I didn't know how to take a few hours. He was a bit tired, leaning against the chair.

He seems to have used to this state, and it doesn't feel awkward in the face of other people. Instead, it can be calmly returned. But he is not interested in others, just standing straight to Zhuangxin.

The other party wears a mottled apron, as in the first day of meeting.

Zhuang Fan is applied to the canvas, looking up to see his eyes in the words, so he smiles, converges with the vicinity, and then looks up again, it is still looking at this.

After a few rounds, he confirmed that the words were staring at him.

Zhuang Fan's heart bridge, the next stroke is somewhat lost, he stopped, hesitated and looked back. The thin yarn curtains can't hold the sun in the noon, and the shallow gold is fascinating, shrouded in the back shoulders of the words.

Relax and relax in the handrail, holding a test paper in his hand, a pair of long legs, a pair of long legs, a pair of legs, extending a trip before. His mouth did not raise the slightest, but hiding a little smile in the eyes of Zhuangxin.

To the rest time, everyone stretch, discuss what is done at noon, Zhuang Fan is still a palette, waiting for other people to leave, there are only two people left in the room.

Zhuang Fan is like a dream, putting down the hand of the hand, downing the apron, then got to the small sofa. He is inexplicably, nothing to find: "Is it tired?"

"It is a bit." Gu Yu said on a roll, "judge it."

Zhuang Fan's heart pinching another, but the words did not let go, and smashed him with him. He finally couldn't help but ask: "Why do you just see me?"

Gu is straightforward: "I don't know anyone else."

This is unable to refute. Suddenly, the words are exhausted, and they are in the past, and they are close to each other's knees. He looked up and looked at Zhuangxin: "Why do you see me?"

Don't look at how to paint, Zhuang Fan is low, and the support does not answer.

Gu Yan also didn't force, he suddenly remembered the word in an old song - silent and like songs, that felt like poetry, sweet is the rationality in the eyes.

Maybe this is a good day to dream of dreaming.